Chapter 896

After hearing the housekeeper's words, Zhao Changyuan knew that he was embarrassing others. Those tailors made by the imperial court are not even small officials. When they encounter major events in the court, they have to rush to cut clothes for the emperor, the prince, the princess and the concubines in the back palace. Moreover, even if there is one more thread and half a fish scale less embroidered, it is a great crime of beheading.

So no matter how angry you are, you can't turn to these little people who work with their heads. The emperor blamed him for his slight delay. He must have been made by the emperor.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changyuan sighed, turned the tray in his hand and handed it to green lime. Then he followed the housekeeper.

The Royal weaving sent an old tailor who has been making clothes in the palace for decades. Naturally, there is no need to say about his craftsmanship. Although this time it's just for Prince Gong to cut his wedding clothes, the old tailor made by the emperor knows that the prince is the emperor's brother. The Lord's marriage is not as bad as the emperor's, but it can't be too bad.

His serious attitude made Zhao Changyuan suddenly tongue. From the collar to the sleeves, and from the waist to the height. These were originally the most basic tailoring methods, and Zhao Changyuan had nothing to say. But I didn't expect that these tailors measured their left hand and right hand. Finally, they measured their left leg and right leg, and they didn't let go of their thighs and calves.

In this way, Zhao Changyuan was full of anger and said with a dark face: "fortunately, the king has grown hands and legs. In case he meets the master of a centipede, he will measure his hands and feet one by one. I'm afraid that by the tenth day of next month, this size has not been determined."

The tailor was startled when he heard this. He knew that the LORD was unhappy and scolded himself. The tailor is actually very wronged. This is the emperor's order. If the clothes are not good-looking or inappropriate, his life will be lost. Who is willing to bet his life on a piece of clothes? Naturally, he has to take up 120000 spirit and treat it carefully and carefully.

However, the Lord's face could not be ignored. The tailor had to smile with his face and said, "the Lord doesn't know. Although everyone has a pair of arms and legs, they look the same in length and thickness. But only those of us who deal with size and clothes all day can know that people's left and right arms are not the same thick. Whichever hand uses more force and common force, it will naturally be thicker. The same is true for legs and feet. The heavier feet are bigger, the soles are thicker, and the lower legs are thicker. Ordinary tailors may not pay attention to such subtle differences, but our royal tailors must pay close attention to them. In this way, the clothes made for your masters can be the most suitable. However, they will naturally be comfortable. "

After hearing the tailor's explanation, Zhao Changyuan's face was almost blue. He just frowned and looked cold, but he didn't expect the tailor to prevaricate himself with such a long paragraph.

Zhao Changyuan immediately said, "OK, I don't have so much attention. It's not a woman. It's not half an inch. The clothes can't wrap around the waist. Just measure it roughly and put it in properly. And remember, don't get seven or eight styles to choose for me. I don't have that time. You think it's a ready-made garment. Just bring it to the king. If you really annoy the king and don't do it, let you all go home and wear mourning clothes. "

This last sentence is clearly a threat to lose your head. The tailor didn't dare to say any more, and he measured the size for so long. He knew the truth of taking it when it was good. He was busy laughing and nodding, saying that it had been measured, and everything was as ordered by the Lord. Then he took the small book with the size recorded and ran away.

The tailor finally left, but Zhao Changyuan was angry. Not to mention the original good mood, I want to take advantage of the rest to accompany Gong Yueyue and her baby. Just like this, Gong Yueyue thought about how to send things and cut clothes in the palace?

Zhao Changyuan knew that Gong Yueyue had a pimple in his heart, but he just didn't want to cry, make trouble and hang himself. This is also where Zhao Changyuan thinks Gong Yueyue is measured.

Although she wanted to escape before, it seems that Gong Yueyue also has her difficulties, and her pain in her heart will not be less than herself. So if you can't come, you'd better not come.

Even if the wedding day really can't hide, it's just a form. In the future, I have plenty of opportunities to accompany her well.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changyuan said to the housekeeper with a cold face: "today, the king is tired. There are no royal weaving and royal dining rooms. Just make up your mind about anything. If you disturb the king again, even you will resign. "

The housekeeper worked in Prince Gong's residence for so many years. It's not the first time he saw the prince's cold face, but the first time he was scolded by the prince with such heavy words. Although he felt that there was no way, he put a helpless bitterness on his face and said to Zhao Changyuan: "master, you are not the king's master. How dare my little housekeeper act on behalf of my ancestors. If the emperor blames you, the villain's head will be gone. If you don't quit, it's two different things. "

Zhao Changyuan was angry and said, "do you mean you can't even help the king block? Is it so difficult for me to be quiet? If so, the king will not stay in the house. He will come back on the tenth day of the next month to see if you still have everything waiting for the king to make up his mind. "

The housekeeper's face turned white when he heard this. If the prince really made a small mistake and just threw up his sleeves and left, he would really call the heaven and the earth unworthy.

Busy promised: "yes, I understand. Since the LORD said he was tired, go and have a rest. If the villain can be the master, he will explain it first. If he can't be the master... "The housekeeper secretly glanced at Zhao Changyuan's cold face and hurriedly said," if he can't be the master, he'll report it when the master is in a good mood. "

In fact, there is no way. I can't watch Zhao Changyuan go. Let him cry again. So it's important to stabilize the Lord first.

Anyway, with the words of the housekeeper, Zhao Changyuan's face is not so black at last. As soon as he turned around, he went out of the main hall and looked for Gong Yueyue in the back garden. However, there are no people in the garden. Usually when he came to the garden, he could hear Gong Yueyue's voice. Although he didn't always laugh happily, at least he felt comforted when he heard her speak. But why is it so quiet today?

With doubts, Zhao Changyuan walked into the garden. But although the garden is large, it is not invisible. But Zhao Changyuan walked back and forth, and didn't see Gong Yueyue's shadow.

Gong Yueyue, Qingning and Xiaotong are absent. What about the night cry?

There is a tacit understanding between Zhao Changyuan and night cry. Although night cry is no longer his personal shadow guard, usually night cry is used to hiding his body in some place. Zhao Changyuan knows best.